Xiang Yongming felt aggrieved for Mo Shangyun's eccentricity.
I felt resentful, but when I saw Mo Shangjun's irrefutable expression, he didn't dare to argue any more.
Mo Shangyun stared at him, and after making sure that he was standing upright and standard, he lazily retracted his gaze.
"you."
When he looked up, his eyes fell on Gu Jiang.
"Yes!"
As soon as Mo Shangyun's eyes swept across, Gu Jiang stood at attention as if he was facing a great enemy, like a conditioned reflex.
a little nervous.
"Go to my dormitory and bring the bucket." Mo Shangyun instructed lightly.
"Ah?" Gu Jiang was stunned.
"Didn't hear?"
Gu Jiang straightened his back, "Report, I heard it clearly!"
Raising his eyebrows irritably, Mo Shangjun urged, "Hurry up."
"Yes!"
Gu Jiang responded immediately.
After hesitatingly glanced at Mo Shangyun, he immediately turned around and trotted to the stairs.
Mo Shangyun stared at him, watching him disappear at the entrance of the stairs, and then slowly retracted his gaze.
"Mr. Vice-Lian."
He stretched his neck to Yongming and shouted to Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangyun looked at him warningly.
Xiang Yongming immediately retracted his neck and stood up honestly, but his mouth was not idle, his eyes were rolling, "Deputy company Mo, as the deputy company commander, you should treat the soldiers of the second company equally, don't you think, you Are you too biased?"
"What kind of eccentricity?"
Mo Shangjun leaned against the door and asked with great interest.
"Don't say anything else, just say me and Gu Jiang, you bought him books, right, but you see, if I say a word more often, I will be punished by you," Xiang Yongming appropriately expressed a little dissatisfaction, " Just this time, we were both caught by you together, and you treat me differently..."
"What?" Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes slightly.
Xiang Yongming felt a touch of cold air, and he was full of complaints in his throat, but he was suppressed by her look.
After a while, Xiang Yongming looked serious, "Mo Fulian, let me tell you, you are so biased, it's easy for people to have unrealistic fantasies."
"so?"
With a cheeky face, Xiang Yongming said firmly, "I suggest you be nice to me!"
Mo Shangyun hesitated, estimating the distance between the two.
two meters.
If it was a little closer, he would have to be rewarded with a kick.
"What's the matter with this smoke?"
Too lazy to talk to him, Mo Shangjun asked slowly, playing with the cigarette and lighter in his hand.
"The truth?" Xiang Yongming leaned forward slightly and looked at Mo Shangyun's expression.
"You try to lie?"
Mo Shangjun gave him a cold look.
"Cough, okay," Xiang Yongming shrank his neck and told the truth, "Recently, I found that he was a little anxious, and he wanted to put all those books in his head every day, and kept holding the books when he was not training. In the dormitory, especially today, I have been absent-minded, I don't care about comrades, so I pulled him out... Learn to smoke and relax."
Unexpectedly, the plan was good, but it happened to meet Mo Shangyun.
Plan to suck.
"Anxiety?" Mo Shangyun asked casually.
"I can't pass the test." Xiang Yongming took the words, but after smacking his tongue, he couldn't help but say, "I think it has something to do with the book you gave him, I'm afraid I won't be able to pass the test, I'm sorry to disappoint you. ."
Mo Shangyun paused slightly.
At this time, there were hurried footsteps on the stairs not far away, and Mo Shangjun didn't speak again when he realized who it was.
Soon, Gu Jiang appeared at the entrance of the stairs with a bucket in his hand. After a pause, he glanced here and ran over again.
"Mo Fulian, your bucket."
Gu Jiang ran to Mo Shangyun, panting slightly.
"Put it inside." Mo Shangyun pointed to the direction of the washing machine.
"okay."
Gu Jiang nodded.
Then he bypassed Mo Shangyun, carried the bucket into the door, carefully placed it next to the washing machine, and then walked back.
He stood on Mo Shangyun's side, waiting for Mo Shangyun's next instructions.
Turning his head slightly, Mo Shangyun looked at him and wrote lightly, "Playground, five laps."
For a moment, Gu Jiang was not surprised, and immediately responded, "Yes!"
After saying that, he ran away.
As soon as he left, Mo Shangyun lifted his eyelids, and suddenly found that Xiang Yongming was having fun.
After being stared at by her, Xiang Yongming hurriedly smiled and said sincerely: "Mo Fulian, I found out that you really treat each other equally."
At the end, he specifically emphasized, "Really."
Mo Shangjun said lightly: "Stand for half an hour, the playground, ten laps."
"Ah?" Xiang Yongming suddenly looked sad.
"Comrade Xiang Yongming," Mo Shangjun looked at him and said slowly, "I have never been able to tolerate people with broken mouths."
"… "
Xiang Yongming was silent for a moment.
…
Mo Shangyun was idle and had nothing to do, and kept looking at Xiang Yongming's "standing military posture".
Xiang Yongming, who has always been used to being "lazy", thought she would stay for a while, but he didn't think she would have to wait until the clothes were washed, and he was suddenly miserable. Standing in this standard military posture made him physically and mentally exhausted.
Fortunately, Mo Shangyun was afraid of delaying the time. The time he spent on the washing machine was not long, and it took 20 minutes.
As soon as the washing machine stopped, Mo Shangyun went to pick up the clothes.
After a while, he came out with a bucket.
"Ten minutes left."
When Mo Shangjun passed by him, he specially warned him.
Xiang Yongming, who was in a high mood, was dismissed by her little plan of being lazy.
but-
He glanced at Mo Shangyun's right hand holding the bucket.
"Mo Fulian, I see you, you rarely use your left hand." Xiang Yongming smiled and couldn't stop guessing, "No way, is it hurt?"
Mo Shangyun gave him a cold look.
However, not much to say.
Carry the bucket to the stairs.
Fang Cai's glance was a little strange, Xiang Yongming watched her leave blankly, but he couldn't help thinking about it.
I was just joking, but... no, it really hurts, right
the next day.
Mo Shangyun, who canceled the morning exercise, woke up a little late.
After dawdling until six o'clock, I opened my eyes when I was awake, lifted the quilt, put on my clothes, shoes and socks, and went to wash.
Knock, knock, knock.
There was a cautious knock on the door.
Mo Shangyun finished washing up slowly, and then went to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, Lang Yan was standing outside, smiling and slightly ingratiating.
"Morning."
Lang Yan greeted her with a smile.
"Captain Lang." Mo Shangjun raised his hand and pressed the brim of his hat, his brows and eyes stained with a faint smile, "Look at your attitude, don't you feel sorry for me?"
"… "
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
The smile on Lang Yan's face immediately collapsed.
Mo Shangyun became more and more certain.
"Cough," Lang Yan cleared his throat and said sternly, "Mo Fulian, we have to pay attention to what we are talking about, so as not to be misunderstood."
"so?"
Lang Yan looked sincere, "I'm sorry for you."
Mo Shangyun's brows moved slightly, but he didn't invite him in, and said lazily, "Why are you sorry?"
"Then what," Lang Yan touched his nose, took a step back, kept a safe distance from Mo Shangyun, and admitted his mistake very heavily, "Just half an hour ago, something serious happened, with you related… "
Having said that, he glanced at Mo Shangyun's face.
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, "Continue."
"I promise I didn't reveal the news, but they all came to me and asked me if you had an injury to your left shoulder."
Lang Yan said, his eyes stopped on her left shoulder, and he did not continue to speak.
The results speak for themselves.
He admitted it.
At first, he didn't know Mo Shangyun's specific injuries, but these days she ran to the infirmary and needed the help of the military doctor to change the medicine, so he went to the military doctor to ask a few questions, and put Mo Shangyun's injury. I know about it.
I wanted to make up my mind to help her hide it and let Erlian train well, but they couldn't bear it. They came to knock on the door in turn. They didn't come to ask at one time, but came to the door of his dormitory in groups and asked endless questions. Gone.
From 4:30 to 5:30.
Lang Yan was forced to be helpless and could only admit it.
"Then?" Mo Shangyun remained calm, but he thought of Xiang Yongming's question last night.
"I'll let you know," Lang Yan sneered, "By the way, I'll help you organize your internal affairs."
Mo Shangjun said in a low voice, "Half a month."
"… Row."
Lang Yan replied without a smile.
Isn't it only half a month's internal affairs? Anyway, he has a guilty conscience, but if this debt has not been repaid, he may be more worried.
Let him enter the dormitory, but Mo Shangjun went out, planning to go for a series of walks.
After this walk, the whole morning was scattered, and even breakfast and lunch were eaten in a row.
When the training started in the afternoon, Mo Shangjun went to the infirmary before returning to Erlian.
However, her intentional avoidance seemed to be ineffective.
As soon as I entered the office, the spare space was full of fruits and snacks, and they were neatly arranged, separated and stacked in triangles, which looked like works of art.
There is a cushion on the office chair.
Next to the computer, there is a cup of tea.
After a few glances, Mo Shangyun was silent for a moment, then turned back to the dormitory.
didn't think-
As soon as I entered the dormitory, the desk was full of snacks and fruits, just like the office.
Mo Shangyun was slightly embarrassed.
After walking around the dormitory, Mo Shangyun thought for a while, then went out again. He first went to the office on the second floor to get a training material and a pen, and then found a logistics soldier on the first floor and asked him to carry a chair. to the training ground.
The logistician moved the chair first.
Mo Shangyun waited for the sun to come out of the clouds and mist, and the sun was shining all over the ground, before putting on sunglasses and going to the training ground, intending to bask in the sun.
As soon as she appeared, she was greeted by countless gazes.
Although a thoughtful person is not good, it is quite strange for her to suddenly appear on the training ground.
Those eyes are basically curious and suspicious.
Mo Shangjun walked over slowly with the training materials in his left hand and a pen in his pocket.
The closest one is still greeting her.
Mo Shangyun glanced at him, didn't say anything, and walked all the way to the chair.
sit down.
Erlang raised his legs, put the training materials on his legs, and played with a signature pen with his bandaged right hand.
Everyone who saw this scene from a distance, for some reason, felt a sigh of relief in their hearts, and had an ominous premonition.
Well, her actions are too weird, right
Slowly, someone sent a few people to approach them intentionally or unintentionally, went over to take a look, tried to dig out all suspicious phenomena, and then brought back the information and analyzed them together.
After tossing for two hours, they dug up all the doubts.
1. What Mo Shangyun looked at was their training plan.
2. Look at it every once in a while, and some words are written on her training plan.
3. The specific words are not clear, but there are a few sharp-eyed people who see a few familiar names.
These doubts slowly spread.
Then, a few people came to a conclusion—
It is very likely that Mo Shangyun is recording their results.
This is just pure speculation, but it can be speculated that there is really only one answer, so their hearts trembled with fright, and they no longer dared to get close to Mo Shangyun, and hurriedly continued to train with concentration.
As it turns out, their guesses were correct.
Mo Shangjun sat and recorded while basking in the sun, with headphones plugged into his ears, very comfortable.
After sunset, and their afternoon training was about to end, Mo Shangyun beckoned and called Li Liang over.
"Report!"
Li Liang trotted over, and as soon as he stood still, he shouted at her loudly.
Mo Shangyun raised his eyes, took out a piece of paper from under the training materials, and handed it to Li Liang.
Li Liang took it in confusion.
"According to the list and training volume, we will practice more at night." Mo Shangyun said calmly.
Without answering immediately, Li Liang lowered his head in confusion and glanced at the paper.
The above is divided into three sections: "Name", "Training" and "Quantity".
The first column is the name; the second column is the training, only one less, three to four more; the third column is the amount of training, such as the number of 400-meter obstacles, how many times to run laps, and so on.
Mo Shangyun's handwriting is neat and beautiful, and Li Liang can easily understand it with just a few glances.
"Mo Fulian, this..." The sudden increase in training made Li Liang hesitate a little bit.
"the last line."
Mo Shangyun stood up and replied lightly.
Subconsciously, he wanted to get the chair, but as soon as he noticed the bandaged right hand, Mo Shangyun paused, then calmly retracted his hand, and ordered, "Ask him to have someone take the chair back."
"Yes!"
Li Liang responded.
Mo Shangyun turned and left.
Li Liang lowered his head, and with the last glimpse of the setting sun, he could see the last line of words clearly.
[Not serious, unqualified. Continue tomorrow.]
Li Liang: "..."
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I didn't wait for the update of the article I'm chasing today, I'm very depressed, so I'm not in the mood to code. Well, that's right, I'm just throwing the blame.
128. This is called blind trust in you!